Angel (muke)

Chapter 12: Ashton

Luke's pov

"Stay right here, ok?"
"Okay... " Michael looked up at me with his adorable green eyes.
I heard the front door open down stairs and I already knew it was Ashton.
"Luke! It's your crazy ass friend. I got some beers, LETS GET WASTED!!"
I groaned in annoyance. Michael chuckled in amusement, "have fun!"
"Yeah, so much fun." I said sarcastically before closing the door behind me and walking down stairs.
Ashton made himself at home on the couch. His combat boots were scattered on the floor along with his coat. He had one leg propped up over the arm of the couch and the other was propped on the coffee table next to a case full of beers. I crept behind him quietly.
Ashton didn't notice my presence, his attention was fixed on the tv and the bottle of beer in his hand.
"Seriously bro." I said.
Ashton screamed and jumped off the couch, dropping his beer in the process. I watched as the liquid absorbed into the white carpet.
Ashton clenched his chest, breathing heavily. "You scared the shit out of me man! What was that for?"
I chuckled and pointed at the beer stain. "Clean."
I walked around and flopped down on my couch while Ashton picked up the bottle.
"Okay, mr. Bossy pants..." I heard Ashton mumble as he started cleaning up the stain.
I chuckled and grabbed a beer from the case.
"What's up with you?" Ashton asked curiously as he sat down next to me.
I tore my eyes from the tv and looked up at him.
"What do you mean?"
He shrugged," I don't know...there's something different about you...your asshole of a boyfriend broke up with you yesterday and just before I left your house last night all you wanted to do was stuff your face with ice cream and sleep... And now your just sitting here smiling like nothing happened. You almost seem...happier? What's up?"
I shrugged, feeling my cheeks blush, and mumbled quietly," I don't know."
Obviously it was a lie. It's all because of that pink haired, winged boy upstairs in my bedroom....he's in my bedroom....
I felt myself blush even more so I turned back to the tv, hoping  he wouldn't notice.
But of course he noticed.
"Oh my gosh who is he?" Ashton asked excitedly.
I ignored him and continued watching tv.
Ashton sighed in annoyance and grabbed the remote from my hand. Before I can protest he turned it off and faced me.
"I said, who is he?"
"I was watching that you know."
"Stop avoiding the question. Who is he?"
"I don't know what your talking about."
"Oh don't you dare lie to me Luke Robert Hemmings. Who is he?"
"It's a long story."
"We have a whole case of beer. Who is he?"
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"LUKE!"
" okay...okay...... He's this guy I met last night."
Ashton squealed like a little school girl and moved closer to me.
"Oh my gosh, tell me everything! Wait... Did you guys have-"
"NO! NO! NO!!" I yelled, my face flushed with embarrassment.
He chuckled," okay! Just wondering! But seriously, tell me everything!"
"I went for a little walk..." I lied. Okay, technically I did go for a little walk to Michaels house, but that was after I met him.
"And yeah...I ran into him and we started talking..."
"Oh my goodness!! What does he look like? "
I smiled as a picture of Michael flashed in my mind.
"He has pink hair...and big adorable green eyes...perfect plump lips..." I groaned and hid my face in one of the many couch pillows.
Ashton giggled," your head over heels for him! This is so adorable! Did u get his number? Did he ask you out? When can I meet him!?"
Shit, what do I say? He can never meet him...I can't tell him Michaels secret.
" um...yeah I got his number. But he didn't ask me out, I just met him last night..."
"So let's call him!" Ashton said cheerfully.
I immediately shot my head up and stared at him. "WHAT?!...l-like c-call h-him?"
Shit, what did I get myself into?
"Yes!! Let's get you a date!" Ashton jumped off the couch and began doing a happy dance.
"N-No we can't do that. We can definitely not do that!"
Ashton stopped his happy dance and frowned. "Why?"
"B-because I can't."
Ashton sat down once again beside me and gave me a serious look.
"You need to move on from Derek. You know, find someone who will treat you right."
I sighed," I know...."
"Oh my goodness is he even gay?"
That's a good question...i think he is...I mean, we were cuddling this morning...
"Yeah. I think so..."
"Does he have a boyfriend already?"
His aunt never let him out of the house so I'm guessing no.
"No"
"Is he nice? Like, polite? Someone totally different from your ex?"
"Yes! He's one of of the nicest guys I've ever met...but I just can't. It's too soon, I just met him. I don't even know if he likes me."
"Fine. Give it time, but sooner or later we're getting you a date...what's his name?"
I smiled," it's M-"
Meow
Ashton tilted his head to the side in confusion, "wait what?"
Meow
I just continued to stare at Ashton trying desperately not to laugh.
Meow
I bursted out laughing as Mr. Fluffy jumped onto my lap. Ashton stared at the cat as Mr. Fluffy went off my lap and onto Ashton's.
Last time I saw him he was in my room with Michael...Michael....